It sounds pitiful.
As soon as the old lady left, Feng You returned to his biological mother, Mu Niangniang.
After so many years of silence, Empress Mu also learned to be content.
Mother and son usually don't come out easily.
"Invite them to come in."
He came to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.
This time they came here to ask for something.
After a while, Empress Mu came in leading the Eighth Prince.
The Eight Kings were several months younger than the Little Emperor, and had not had time to title them, so they only called in order.
"Mother Mu, please sit down slowly."
She was the elder after all.
Zhuang Zhao stood up and asked her to sit down before he sat down himself.
Seriously speaking, the two of them didn't have much friendship, but Empress Mu had used Zhuang Zhao as a raft to target Feng Yi.
Therefore, Empress Mu was not very sure when she came to beg her this time.
I just hope she can save her face and make it easier.
Bai Cha brought the tea and Ba Wang thanked her.
Bai Cha was surprised and said hurriedly: "This is what a slave should do.
Your Majesty is being polite."
The Eighth Prince smiled slightly, his attitude was humble but indifferent.
Compared with Ah Xun's pretense of sophistication, he was more than a little more generous.
"Your Majesty, come here, what's the matter?"
Zhuang Zhao asked warmly.
Empress Mu looked at her, she was widowed in her early twenties.
There is only a wooden hairpin on the temples, and no makeup is applied to the face.
The jasmine flowers blooming on the moon-white clothes are elegant and quiet.
Compared with the pretty and graceful look in the East Palace, she is completely transformed.
Thinking about it, she is not the same, but she is lucky, her son is the new emperor of Dafu, and her son Empress Mu looked at her sensible and precocious son beside her and burst into tears.
She stood up and knelt in front of Zhuang Zhao, crying: "The sinner knows that he was arrogant and ignorant in the past.
He has no face to see the Queen Mother again.
He is just a child and innocent child.
He is Emperor Xian's son in the world."
The last touch of blood, the Queen Mother, please ignore the old grudges and take care of him.
Don't let him live a lonely life in this palace.
Even if the sinner dies, he will remember it. " The Eight Kings also knelt down.
Zhuang Zhao hurriedly helped the two of them up together with Bai Cha, "There is no need for Empress Mu to perform such a grand ceremony.
Seriously speaking, the Eighth Prince is still the uncle of the new emperor.
Our court values filial piety.
If anything happens to the Eighth Prince, just let us know."
Empress Mu said with red eyes: "Your Majesty, you are generous."
She called the Eighth Prince to come over, "You're just taking advantage of your seniority.
He is young, so let him give you a gift for your Majesty."
The Eight Kings made a bow in a serious manner, and their cloud sleeves trailed to the ground.
Even the name was mentioned, lest Zhuang Zhao didn't remember Emperor Xian's intention of giving the name, which shows that what he asked for was not small.
She frowned and said a little helplessly: "My queen, please tell me."
"Although the Eighth Prince is young, he will leave the capital in the future.
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Now that he is on his way, the sinner would like to ask the Queen Mother and the Emperor to issue an order as soon as possible for him to join the feudal clan."
Zhuang Zhao was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react, and asked, "Just the Fan."
She came back to reality after saying that.
Mu's request was indeed not a trivial matter.
She frowned and said: "As for the vassalship, it is a big matter.
We wait until the princes are old enough to go there.
How could someone who left the capital at such a young age let outsiders know about it and still treat it as the emperor and the emperor?"
I can’t tolerate you mother and son.”
"That's not what the sinner means."
Mu Niangniang hurriedly waved her hands, "That's what the sinner meant."
Zhuang Zhao interrupted her softly, with a calm and unquestionable tone, "No matter what it means, please put aside this idea for the time being.
When the eight kings become adults, the emperor will let him go to the vassal territory.
Yesterday For example, I didn’t take it to heart about death yesterday, and neither did Empress Mu.
Take it to heart.
The emperor doesn't know about the entanglements and doesn't have any ill feelings towards the Eight Kings.
You can rest assured."
She raised her eyebrows and said, "I think it's time for the Eight Kings to become enlightened.
It will be good for everyone if you choose a good master and let the Eight Kings learn the etiquette of a king and a minister as soon as possible."
Empress Mu looked at her for a while, then finally lowered her head and said yes.
She led the Eight Kings out and walked back with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
It seemed that she was not in her thoughts.
In fact, she held her hand a little too hard, and Bawang's hands were squeezed red, but he didn't say anything.
He has known since he was sensible that he and his mother and concubine were in a difficult situation, and he would never say anything more than he could tolerate.
Passing through the palace road, the familiar Yihe Palace was in front of us.
The Eighth Prince whispered: "Mother, concubine, didn't you say that today is just a matter of luck?
In this case, most of it will not work.
I don't care, so don't be too concerned.
I care."
"That's what I say, but" she lamented, "isn't it much better to go out and be a feudal king than to make a living under others' noses?"
In the palace, who are she and the eight kings?
I don't know how long ago they were.
The Eighth Prince stopped talking, and Empress Mu didn't care.
Her son was always so taciturn.
But she is very considerate and filial, which is her blessing.
After entering Anhe Palace, although I couldn't get what I asked for, there were some benefits after all.
The already somewhat dilapidated Yihe Palace will be renovated immediately.
The window screens and everything were replaced, and there were even more waiters.
After Bao Wang took a bath, he lay on the fumed bedding.
This fragrant, soft and comfortable feeling was the first time he had experienced it since he could remember.
"Your Majesty, please lower the curtain for you."
The maid on guard next to her spoke softly.
He nodded, then thought that they couldn't look at him, so he hurriedly cleared his throat and said thank you for your hard work.
The little palace maid smiled and lowered the bed curtain.
There was a candle burning outside, shining through the texture of the branches on the bed curtain, and the eight kings' faces were filled with light and darkness.
The next day, as soon as he finished dressing, someone came to see him.
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It was the aunt who had met in Anhe Palace yesterday.
It was said that she was the most favored one by the Queen Mother, and she had some relationship with the person from the Supervisory Office.
When the little eunuch said this, the vulgar look on his face made Feng You disgusted.
But he didn't show it.
The eunuchs held grudges, and offending them would do no good to him, a down-and-out prince.
His joy and anger are invisible, for him, they are nothing more than a means of self-preservation.
He cupped his hands and said politely: "This aunt is so polite."
Bai Cha avoided half a step: "Your Majesty is really polite.
My name is Bai Cha.
If Your Majesty doesn't mind, just call me Bai Cha."
The Eight Kings followed Shan Ruliu and said, "Auntie White Tea."
Bai Cha stopped correcting him and just said: "The Queen Mother please invite the prince to come over."
Empress Mu rushed over at this time.
When she heard this, she hurriedly said: "Just let You'er go there alone?"
Her nervous look made Bai Cha a little funny, "If Empress Mu wants to go, let's go together."
Mu Niangniang felt a little embarrassed when Bai Cha saw her.
She was used to being nervous and could not react for a moment.
Zhuang Zhao was not Empress Zhang, and she had no ill intentions towards the Eighth Princes.
She changed her smile and said, "I can't speak.
When the Queen Mother sees You'er, I will follow you to join in the fun.
You'er, go ahead and remember not to lose etiquette."
The Eight Kings said yes and followed Bai Cha slowly to Anhe Palace.
In Anhe Palace, A Xun and A Ling were playing around.
The children's laughter spread far and wide.
Bai Cha muttered to himself: "There must have been another commotion."
The love in her words was beyond words.
The Eighth Prince lowered his eyes and stared at the neat bluestones on the ground.
He was precocious and had no time to play around.
This joy did not resonate with him.
"Mother, the Eighth Prince is here."
Bai Cha shouted loudly, fearing that his voice would be drowned out by Aling and the others.
Zhuang Zhao raised his eyes and saw the thin figure behind her.
He smiled and waved, "Come and sit."
Ah Xun and A Ling also stopped and looked at this unfamiliar peer.
Feng Youshi Shiran walked in and saluted, "I have met the Queen Mother, the Emperor, and the Princess."
Zhuang Zhao said to Ah Xun and Ah Ling: "This is your eighth uncle, an elder.
Ah Ling, you also want to see him."
Ah Xun is the king and does not need to be greeted by courtesy, but Ah Ling is unavoidable.
A Ling seemed to understand and said: "I have met my eighth uncle."
She bit her lip with a row of glutinous teeth and looked at him curiously.
There are two buns on her head, and her face is chubby, like the beautiful girl who follows the Bodhisattva.
She looks smart and cute.
Feng You looked at her and suddenly felt his hands were itchy.
He suppressed the urge to pinch her, clenched his hands tightly and hid them in his sleeves, and said distantly: "Princess is polite."
Ah Xun looked at him with his hands behind his back.
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Feng You was good-looking, and Ah Xun liked him in his heart.
He asked in an old-fashioned way: "Since you are me and my uncle, why haven't I seen you?"
Zhuang Zhao laughed and said, "The emperor just hit the point.
Before, the Eighth Prince had been raised by Empress Mu and rarely came out to see people.
Now he is about to be enlightened.
The Ai family asked the cabinet to select someone to teach him.
The Emperor How about you go to class with him from now on and have someone to keep company with?"
Ah Xun thought for a moment and said, "Is he the reading companion?"
Zhuang Zhao shook his head and said no, then asked: "Does the emperor want him to accompany you in reading?"
Feng You waited with bated breath for the answer from the little emperor in front of him.
After a moment that seemed like a long time, the little emperor nodded and said, "Okay."
Feng You's shoulders slowly relaxed, and Zhuang Zhao looked at him with a little more pity in his heart.
"Well, you can take the Eighth Prince there in the afternoon.
Don't bully others."
She smiled and tapped the tip of the emperor's nose.
A Ling kept asking from the side: "What about me?
What about me, mother, I want to go too?"
"You" Zhuang Zhao teased her: "If you go to class, you can't go out to play.
You have to stay in the house all day.
Can you do that?"
Her eyebrows drooped, looking a little pitiful, and she shook her head and said, "I won't go then."
Just as he was about to comfort her, her expression changed, she took Feng You's hand and sighed, "You're pitiful too.
I'll take you out to play next time."
Her hands were small and soft, with a warm breath, and they were not unpleasant to the touch at all.
Feng You said, "Next time the princess goes out to play, you must take me with you."
A Ling nodded heavily.
Ah Xun looked at it with amusement.
He separated their hands and held both of Ah Ling's hands.
He glanced at Feng You proudly and said, "Sister, mine."
Feng You smiled nonchalantly and took his hand back.
Bai Cha and Zhuang Zhao just made fun of the emperor for a while.
Only A Ling sneaked up to Feng You's ear and said, "Don't be angry with your brother, he is just a bit stingy, but he is very nice to me.
If you play together later, he will be nice to you too."
Feng You smiled and rubbed her head, "I'm not angry.
He is the emperor, I don't dare to be angry with him."
A Ling scratched his head and said, "Then are you not angry or are you afraid to be angry?"
He looked into her star-like eyes and smiled softly, "She's not angry
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